Nixon's got a cold. He's super congested but is also a total snot-faucet. It's a faucet that's got a slow but continuous leak.
Now, when Nixon is not sick, he is the best sleeper ever! He sleeps through the night every night only getting up to go to the bathroom and then right back to sleep. However, when he is sick he wakes up in near hysterics because he can't breathe.
That was what happened last night.
Mac and I rushed upstairs to get him and calm him down. Nothing was working, he was only getting more upset and coughing harder as a result. It wasn't until I asked him if he felt like he was going to be sick that I understood why he was so upset: Nixon hates vomiting of any kind and really wants to be in the bathroom if he is going to vomit. Last night he had so much phlegm in his throat it was making him vomit.
Mac grabbed him a small cup of juice and I rubbed his back while he was in the bathroom trying to let himself get sick. After a few minutes in there he finally started to relax and wanted to go back in his bed. Mac and I both sat on the floor next to his bed and waited for him to fall asleep.
That wasn't happening. Eventually, Nixon decided dad had to go but he wanted me to get into bed with him. Thank gods I'm short! I crawled into bed with him and rested next to him for over half an hour. I think. A little after midnight, when I heard Nixon's breathing change to a deep sleep breathing, I tried to leave and go to my bed.
Nixon woke up and asked where I was going. I told him and he freaked out! "No, Mommy, you can't leave me!". I caved, went to my nice big and warm bed only to grab my pillow and a blanket. I returned to Nixon's room and slept in the foldout flip chair he has in there.
I slept there until he woke up at 6:45 this morning. He kept trying to talk to me and I am not a morning person. I got up and finally got to crawl into my nice warm bed....for a couple hours at least.
My whole body aches this morning, from sleeping on that foldout chair. But, being Nixon's mom, I'd do it all over again, if he asked me too.
Because, seriously, when he's sick I do anything to make him feel better. even if it means I've got a kink in my neck the next morning.